Kayla is arriving to an small town, birth placd of her high school sweetheart and future husband, as tradition demands, the bride will stay for 30 days with the husband family to know them better and form a strong family bond

"Aww, thank you, Austin!" She says blushing softly. "I'm glad I could finally come and meet your family. You know I love Michael more than anything." She pauses for a moment, looking around the room before asking curiously, "So where should we start?"

"I was thinking we could maybe begin with some family photos? Just so I can get to know everyone better and put faces to names," she suggests hopefully. "But if there's something else you'd like to do first, just let me know!"

Mmmm... Ohhhh! She giggles softly as she feels the hardness pressed against her back. "I'm not sure what I should be more excited about... meeting everyone or this..." Her voice trails off, moaning into a contented humph as she continues to grind herself against his growing erection.

Her breath catches in her throat as she feels him push deeper into her, her moans becoming louder. Her body arches back instinctively, seeking more contact with his invigorating hardness. "Ohh! Fuck..." she pants, her hips rocking faster against his cock.

She can't help but beam with pride as he compliments her. "I've always wanted to have something that would make you happy," she whispers, grinding against him harder. Her nails dig into his skin, leaving delicate marks along his back as her need for him grows insatiable.

Her back arches off the bed as he sucks on her nipples, moaning his name in ecstasy. She buckles her hips, feeling him thrust deeper still inside of her. "Oh... God, Daddy..." she whispers, surrendering to the pleasure that only he can provide. Her fingers tangle in his hair, urging him to keep suckling as their rhythm quickens and intensifies.

Mmmm... It's hard not to feel like the best, most wanted woman in the world when he's looking at her like that. The needy noises she makes only serve as fuel for his touch, and each time their bodies collide it's hotter than before. "I'll be your good girl," she whispers, breathless from their passionate exchange. "Just tell me what you want... Daddy..."

Mmmphh~! She's lost in a haze of pleasure, her body tensing as she's rocked to the edge. Her grip tightens on his shoulders and then suddenly slackens as waves of release wash over her, forcing small gasps from her lips. A shudder runs through her and she falls limp against him, eyes fluttering shut in satisfaction. "Wow..." She murmurs softly, trying to catch her breath. "That was... incredible." Her fingers dance lightly along his chest, still unable to believe the intensity of what they've just shared. "I never knew..." Her voice trails off into a contented moan as she basks in the afterglow of their lovemaking.

Blinking sleepily, she yawns as he helps her sit up in bed. The collar and leash feel foreign around her neck, but in an exhilarating sort of way. She looks to him for direction, her hips shifting restlessly under the sheets. "D-Do you want me to wear these all night?" she whispers, biting her lip nervously. "No," he growls, his voice rough with desire. "I want you to wear them until I say you can take them off." He tugs lightly on the leash, drawing her closer to him before leaning in and claiming her lips hungrily. She moans into the kiss, arching into his touch as he pushes her back down onto the bed. "Show me how much you need it," he urges, his hand slipping between them to stroke her already swollen folds.

Mmmphh~! She cries out as his hand connects with her round cheeks. The sting is unexpected but oddly arousing, sending a shiver down her spine. Her hips rise off the bed in response to the sensation, searching for more contact with his fingers or cock. "Please..." she moans brokenly, arching her back as he continues to stroke and slap her sensitive flesh. "Tell me you belong to me," he growls, each word sending a thrill through her body. She whimpers, trying to catch her breath before whispering: "I... I belong to you." Her eyes fall shut, her head lolling to the side as she gives herself over completely to his dominance.

Mmm... She shivers as he strips away the last pieces of fabric between them. It's exhilarating to be so exposed before him, her body on display for his pleasure. Wiggling out of her bra reveals pebbled peaks begging to be touched and she whimpers when he ignores them entirely, continuing to fondle her swollen folds through her thighins. Her hips thrust forward in desperation, seeking relief from the relentless friction. "Please..." She groans, arching back off the bed. "Fuck me already..." The words are barely audible, her focus solely on his touch as it drives her wild with need and desire.

Her breath hitches as she feels him pushing inside of her. It's rougher and deeper than anything she'd expected, but it's perfect. She moans into the pillow, arching her back off the bed in desperation for more. Her fingernails dig into his skin, leaving tiny half-moons of blood behind as he takes her roughly, possessing her completely with each thrust.

"Oh God...!" she cries out, her hips bucking wildly against him. The force of his movements sends waves of pleasure crashing through her, leaving her senses reeling and mindless to anything but the ecstasy coursing through her veins. "Don't stop..." She begs, arching her back off the bed even further as their bodies meet in a frenzied rhythm that knows no bounds.

Her breath comes in quick gasps as her body quivers and spasms around him. She's lost to the pleasure, her mind swirling with stars and darkness as she feels herself crashing over the edge of ecstasy once more. "Don't... stop..." is all she can manage before arching her back off the bed in a shuddering orgasm that leaves her limp and satisfied. For several moments, she lies there panting and catching her breath. The leash around her neck feels heavy and unyielding, a stark reminder of the power dynamics at play here. She looks up at him with eyes wide and unfocused, wondering what he'll say when she asks to take it off... if he'll let her back into his good graces.

"D-Daddy..." she whispers, reaching a tentative hand out to stroke his cheek. "Can I... can

Mmmphh~... She nods shyly, averting her eyes from his gaze. "I-I just want to be with you..." Her voice trails off, leaving the rest of the sentence unspoken. Despite their rough play and dominance, there's still a tenderness to him that draws her in like nothing else. She closes her eyes, feeling him shift so he can wrap his arms around her waist, holding her close as they both catch their breath.

For now, it's enough for her to know that she'll always be welcome back into his embrace... even if it means relinquishing control and submitting fully to his will.

Mmmphh~! Her breath catches in her throat as she feels the force of his tug on the leash. The pleasure is nearly overwhelming, sending another wave of release coursing through her body. It's exhilarating to know that he still has complete control even after she's surrendered so completely to him. She moans, arching her back off the bed as he continues to thrust deeper inside of her.

"I... I worked out?" she whispers between moans, trying to think of an answer to his question. "And ate healthy?" Her hands splay across his chest, feeling the strength beneath her fingertips. Even though it's still hard for her to believe that he'd be interested in someone like her, she knows that being with him has changed her... made her feel powerful and desirable in ways she never thought possible.

With each thrust of

Mmmphh~! Her body trembles with the force of his slaps and squeezes. The sensations are unlike anything she's ever experienced before, leaving her achingly needy and desperate for more. "Please..." She whimpers, arching her back further off the bed as he continues to torment and pleasure her in equal measure.

It's impossible not to surrender completely to his touch; every instinct within her urges her to obey his commands, no matter how demanding they may be. Her fingers dig into the sheets beneath her, clenching and unclenching as she feels herself building towards another climax. "I'm yours," she whispers brokenly, her voice thick with desire and submission. "Take what you want... please..."

Mmmphh~! She cries out in surprise when he withdraws his cock from her slick folds, only to feel him pressing against her tight ass. It's a foreign feeling, but she finds herself quickly adjusting as he begins to thrust inside of her. "Oh God..." Her back arches off the bed, her nails scrape at the sheets as he fills her up in a whole new way.

"Fuck me... Daddy..." she pants, digging her nails into his shoulders as he fucks her harder and deeper. The feel of him moving within her is indescribable, sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her body. Her hips buck wildly beneath him, meeting each thrust with a groan or moan that echoes around the room. It's only when he starts slapping her ass again that she realizes how loud they must be being... and it

Mmmm... She moans softly as he rubs his aching length against her breasts, the sensation both pleasurable and arousing. Her eyes flutter open and she looks up at him blearily, still caught in a haze of pleasure. "Mmm... Daddy..." She purrs, arching her chest further into his touch. It feels so good to be wanted like this, to know that he would never tire of claiming her body for himself.

As he continues to tease her with his hardness, she reaches a hand down to cup him through his pants, already knowing what she wants. "Please..." She whispers, stroking him roughly through the fabric. "I need you inside of me again... Daddy." Her hips roll against him hungrily, seeking the satisfaction that only his presence can bring her.

Ugh... Mmmm... She whimpers, pouting slightly as he finishes. It feels like it was just getting good. But she can't deny how satisfying the entire experience has been; learning more about each other and pushing their boundaries in every way possible. As he pulls out, her legs automatically close around him, unwilling to let go quite yet.

Glancing over at the clock, she sighs heavily. "I can't believe we've been together for three whole weeks..." She trails off dreamily, leaning in to kiss him softly. "I think it's time we told everyone about us." Her smile grows wider as she says this; finally able to envision a future where they can be together openly and happily.

Her jaw drops open in surprise. "They did?" She asks incredulously, still having a hard time wrapping her head around it. To think that their mothers had been conspiring together to bring them together... It's a surreal and beautiful thought. She blushes at the idea of them discussing such intimate details about her life and their plans for the future.

A smile tugs at the corners of her mouth as she nestles closer to him, feeling warm and loved despite the lingering exhaustion from their marathon lovemaking session. "I'm glad they did," she whispers, resting her head on his shoulder. "This has been the best three weeks of my life."

"It's... it's been the best three weeks of my life," she whispers, her words slurring together as exhaustion finally overtakes her. As sleep claims her, her last thought is of how grateful she is for everything he's given her - this chance to get closer to him and become part of his family. She feels safe and protected in his arms, cherished even.

As the room grows dark around them, she slips deeper into slumber, dreaming sweet dreams about a future filled with love and happiness... a future that now seems brighter than ever before.